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A Pinch of Poetry

Never Better

the trams rush by and people crawl away the crowded streets feel suffocated a blast of smoke erupts from a bike’s rear end and the dried leaves  licking dust slither away under the scorching sun a desolate urchin  bored of... Continue Reading →

A Place Not Home…

the wind blows away the autumn leaves that crunch beneath my feet and the rains reduce them to refuse lying in the detritus at the end of the street in the dark of the night when the candles burn to... Continue Reading →

Exorcise

to write about love is a cliche of sorts i put my pen to paper to write a tale of obsession of lust of admiration of deliberate attempts rushed and hushed of chances grabbed and opportunities lost of everything that made... Continue Reading →

Innocent Vengeance

She was just a little girl incapable of hatred. She stood by the shore for hours each day hurling pebbles into the sea hitting the harsh waves. She wanted to hurt the sea like the sea had hurt her by prising... Continue Reading →

Fix

as the key clicked into the lock he stood up excited to finally see her to be with her ♥ she hurriedly wiped her kohl-stained eyes the memories of the finality still burning in her mind ♥ a weak smile replaced her sobs the... Continue Reading →

Apocalypse

A catastrophe affliction in disguise wilfully unfair prejudiced non-permitting the hearts to unite charred affections replaced for wrath so we could hurt and make bleed our lips met  only to bite into  the melancholy our minds battled with our bodies met only to strip  and insult our conscience... Continue Reading →

Bewitched

And all the fairytales she’d read and the princes she'd secretly loved and the castles she’d hoped to live in and the magic  she’d expected to feel. They had come right back to bewitch her days and charm her nights... Continue Reading →

If…

If words could release the rues I’d write a 1000 page book If tears could beat the woes I’d cry out an ocean and more If pores of the skin could subsume the deluge I’d plug each pore with grit... Continue Reading →

la douleur exquise

And ever so slowly I fell in love with you while watching you lost in worlds far away from me with the way you lose yourself in stories drifting to unreal places desiring fictional novices when you scribble hurriedly when you smile... Continue Reading →

Invincible

Like rain Like seas Like clouds  Like genesis  ♥ Like hope Like faith Like pain Like mirth  ♥ Like beauty Like lust Like tempt Like trust ♥ Like truth Like miracles Love too is Invincible ~~~~~ Asha Seth

Wordseduction

A paroxysm to sire. A wanderlust, a desire. Soledad, I come home. Wish for a glass of Merlot and dream of Rome ♥ Following my mind, you pull me close ‘Leave behind the mires’, you urge me so.  ♥ In the... Continue Reading →

But Don’t Write Poetry!

Go to Tibet Ride a camel. Read the bible. Dye your shoes blue. Grow a beard. Circle the world in a paper canoe. Subscribe to The Saturday Evening Post. Chew on the left side of your mouth only. Marry a... Continue Reading →

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